Chapter 721

"Miss, you've done your best!"

Night shrouded, the west side of the palace slightly humble house, Bi Rao no lack of excitement looking at Su Ling chanting. At that time, Su Ling, who was sitting on the concubine's couch, opened her eyelids and sneered, "where do you start?"

When Bi Rao hears the words, she goes to Su Ling and starts to count: "Miss, you've been married for three days, but the Lord has never appeared. The result is that tomorrow is three days, and the Lord is still waiting for you here, just to tell you that he wants to go back to the prime minister's residence with you, which means that the Lord still has you in his heart! "

Su Ling's eyes are bright and cunning. She looks up and down at BI Rao. She grabs the soft pillow on the imperial concubine's couch and throws it directly on Bi Rao. "Shut up! When the weasel pays new year's greetings to the chicken, it's not nice! "

Bi Rao wrongly holds the soft pillow in her arms and turns her eyes. Seeing Su Ling's taut face and doesn't speak, she asks, "Miss, do you want to sleep?"

Su Ling is silent, small hand does not expect however to touch delicate chin, "this long night has no intention to sleep, let's do something meaningful!"

"I'm going to bed! See you tomorrow

Bi Rao put the soft pillow in her hand on one side when she heard the words. She turned around and wanted to slip away with oil on the soles of her feet. She had known for a long time that if Miss Fan's hand touched her chin, it would be absolutely bad!

Sure enough, before Bi Rao took two steps, the collar behind her was seized. She looked back at Su Ling with a pleading expression, "Miss..."

"Don't talk nonsense, follow up!"

"Yes..."

Bi Rao is dejected and follows Su Ling slowly. When she comes out of the house, she even wants to cry without tears. Miss, can you be normal?!

The prime minister's office

"who is disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night?" The porter murmured unhappily in the inner courtyard of the mansion. There was a heavy knock on the door of the prime minister's mansion. Shengsheng woke him up from his dream. No one would be happy.

"Knock what knock, you think this is your home!" The boy pulled the bolt of the heavy gate and yelled as he opened the door.

When I opened a gap, I saw the people outside the door. In a moment, all the sleepers ran away, shaking their face and smiling with a trembling smile, "Miss, you You are back! "

Su Ling glanced at a small Si, what didn't say, direct to oneself in the direction of the boudoir in the prime minister's mansion. How does Huang Yin dust think she can't manage, but he pretends to be serious, also specially sharp words admonish her, tomorrow morning with him back to the prime minister's house.

When she's a fool, there's something wrong.

Married for three days when she does not exist, and now still command her with an imperative tone, Ya why abandon treatment?!

Su Ling walks on the stone road that the prime minister's mansion is familiar with, rolling white eyes to show extreme disdain to Huang Yin dust. The prime minister's house is her home. She can come back any time. If you listen to him, she is not Su Ling!

Small Si Leng Leng of looking at Su Ling Biao entered the prime minister's mansion, haven't returned to mind, the shoulder was patted by a person, "little brother, hard work!" Bi Rao came in tremblingly from outside the mansion. She comforted the fellow with a disheartened face, and then ran to Su Ling with her feet. There was a sentence in the air: "Miss, wait for me, my leg hurts so much!"

She was scared to death when she jumped down from a two meter high wall!

However, in less than half a cup of tea, Su Ling's late night return to the prime minister's office shocked everyone

"Ling'er, you come back so late, didn't you quarrel with Wang Ye?"

As she approached her son, Feng Ruyun was sitting in Su Ling's warm Flower Pavilion, holding her hand and asking anxiously. Even Prime Minister Su Baosheng and his wife Zhao Chunping were awakened in their sleep. They all sat in the warm Flower Pavilion and looked at her.

Su Ling shook her head and said, "it's OK, mom and dad! Rest assured and go to bed boldly. I just miss you, so I came back ahead of time. "

"Is it really all right?" Feng Ruyun looks at Su Ling suspiciously. Her only daughter always has too many unexpected actions and ideas recently. It's hard for her not to worry.

Su Ling nodded as if to pound garlic, "special true!"

Zhao Chunping, the eldest lady, is still sleepy. Seeing Su Ling's calmness, she can't help looking at Su Baosheng and Feng Ruyun and saying, "master, sister, why don't you let ling'er have a good night's rest? Let's talk about something tomorrow!"

Feng Ruyun looked at Zhao Chunping gratefully and said, "master, just..."

"Master, master..."

Before Ruyun's words were finished, there was a notice from the housekeeper outside the warm Flower Pavilion. The tone was anxious, and he came before the voice.

"What's the matter?"

Su Baosheng only wore a Chinese tunic. Together with Su Ling and others, they all looked at the door. It was hard for the old housekeeper, who was nearly 50 years old, to run in so recklessly that he almost tripped over the threshold.

He didn't have time to breathe. He said hastily, "master, dust Here comes the dust king

"What?"

Su Baosheng was surprised and suddenly got up from his chair. His clothes on his shoulders fell to the ground. Turn Mou to looking at Su Ling, "wench, see what you do!"Su Ling didn't think so and said, "Dad, can we stop making trouble? What am I doing?"

"You, you!" Su Baosheng helplessly points Su Ling with his fingers. Just as he wants to get up and put on his clothes and go out to meet her, Huang Yinchen's voice has come.

"Father in law!"

Huang Yinchen arrives in person and comes directly to the warm Flower Pavilion. He shouts when he sees Su Baosheng. No matter how you look at it, there is no overlord and arrogance of the king.

The noble dark dark dark brocade robe sets off his resolute and cold outline. His powerful eyes seem to flash when he sees someone in the room looking at the sky.

Su Ling even if silent color, but still aware of Huang Yin dust hit on his own line of sight, this guy in the end what to do? Special? She's hiding in the prime minister's house. He's shameless to come after her!

The scene that she wanted to embarrass him tomorrow morning will not happen! If I had known, she would not have come out! Bad heart, very bad heart!

"I have seen the dust king!" Su Baosheng understands Zhao Chunping and Feng Ruyun, and the three rise to salute Huang Yinchen. Even if he is now the prime minister's uncle, his manners and manners should not be abandoned.

"Well, my father-in-law doesn't have to be polite. They are all family. Why care about the red tape?" Huang Yin dust Xu held Su Baosheng's arm for a moment, and immediately he heard a quiet voice, and beat Su Ling's heart.

No!

Su Ling tilted her eyelids and sat on the chair motionless. She gouged out Huang Yinchen and sneered, "I don't know the dust King..."

"Are you still angry with me?" Huang Yinchen leaps over Su Baosheng and others. Her tone seems to be doting, but her eyes are gradually cold

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